The next category for the Golden Bath of 2013 is Song of the Year. Here are the nominations in the Ironbath’s order of appreciation.

12 Steve Earle – The Low Highway

Heard an old man grumble and a young girl cry Brick wall crumble and the white dove fly And a cry for justice and a call for peace Force of reason in the roar of the beast

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11 Amy Speace – The Fortunate Ones

We are the drunks and the dreamersThe criers and cheatersThe ones you’ll find down on our kneesWe are the fortunate ones

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10 Brandy Clark – Take A Little Pill

If you ever lose a lover Or you wanna lose some weight What you can’t cure You can medicate

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9 Over The Rhine – All Of It Was Music

The night was bending in a grinAs streetlight shadows tattooed skinWhatever we were tangled inAll of it was music

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8 Jason Isbell – Elephant

There’s one thing that’s real clear to meno one dies with dignityWe just try to ignore the elephant somehowWe just try to ignore the elephant somehow

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7 Lindi Ortega – Tin Star

Well if the music wasn’t running Through the blood in my veins I might just walk away Oh I would walk away

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6 Chris Wood – None The Wiser

Out here in our market towns with our pound shops and our bookies, the Argos catalogue is our tormentorSaw a young lad and his mum, he all but held her hand as they went in to the army recruitment centreI just had my monthly meet with the job clerk supervisor, as she signed me off I was none the wiser.

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5 The Milk Carton Kids – Memphis

Now the sun goes down over Dolly Parton bridgeThe one-time home of Soul takes our country’s final breath

Said the Sea to the Shore, I swore that I’d return And here I am with all that I have learned I can hold you now with arms of foam spray Touching you the coming of dusk and the breaking of day Smoothing out the fold on every stone Said the Sea to the Shore, don’t leave me here alone”

Said the Shore to the Sea “You’ve said all these things before And I tell you, I can’t hear them anymore Oh, there was a time once I’d have given in I’d hear your savage white caps rolling in Your troughs would come up slow beneath my chin Your mist would kiss me softly on my skin Leaving the salty trails where you had been My legs would give out in your undertow Oh but Sea, that was a long, long time ago”